8:35 p.m. ||November 14, 2004
Colorado and Boy Blues
I got home from Colorado this morning around 9. I just woke up. I never needed sleep so much in my life. I can never sleep on planes- I hate it. I could have had a better time. I don't think the trip would have been bad at all but my father and I had a huge blow out the night I left. I screamed at him and told him things I've held inside for years. Basically saying that I feel like he abandoned me and could give a shit. I also threw in his face how mom raised me and was always there for me. It was a bad scene but we made up. My step mother and I got along great- believe it or not. We went shopping, smoked some weed and she took me to one of those sex shops. I bought some interesting toys because I know D- dick head and I will no longer be having sex. The whole trip could have been so much better if I was not depressed about dick head. He told me he would call me before I left. He never did and has not even sent a frigging email. I am quite crushed and feel screwed over again. This is why I should never confuse infatuation or crazy lust with anything else. I don't understand it. I could tell how much he liked me when we were together. Whenever I was with him, it was like the whole world didn't exist. The moral of this story is- do not have sex too soon and do not confuse lust with love.
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